476 Ever Seen a the Migrating Tree? (1/2)
However, the rest of the crowd thought differently.
”You're speaking nonsense. Divine punishments should be accompanied by worldly phenomenons like thunderous clouds and smiting lightning. This should be the Guardian Spirit's doing.” Another elf believed.
As if the elf's words had angered the Guardian Spirit, the ground quickly shook from its root's movement before the broccoli—er, no. Before the Elf King's corpse was tossed to the ground.
”Ahh, forgive me, O great Guardian Spirit!” The elf was quickly frightened into pleading for forgiveness.
Shortly after, the crowd soon laid their eyes upon the Elf King's corpse before becoming greatly shocked.
At the same time, Faelyn did not know whether to be heartbroken or similarly shocked.
The Elf King's form was too startling.
With an ashen-yellowy green complexion and top that sprouted numerous green curd-like substance amongst the branches and leaves sticking out of the Elf King's head, the body greatly resembled broccolis.
In other words, the Elf King's had transformed into a plant.
Princess Faelyn and the crowd had never seen such a bizarre and startling transformation.
They immediately ruled out the possibility of the Guardian Spirit absorbing all of the Elf King's body nutrients with its tree roots and killing the Elf King in the process.
Except for the face, the rest of the body was far from looking like a shriveled husk.
”This should be my father's backlash after using his secret ability to greatly boost his combat prowess to the Seeking Insight level.” Princess Faelyn guessed.
Sorrow filled her heart, but no tears would flow for her to mourn her father's death.
It was not long before her father's last words suddenly rang in her head. The tragedy of her family and her father's change; she had to get to the bottom of it.
Princess Faelyn's eyes became resolute.
After finding a female elf with a motherly figure to take care of the baby in her arms, she departed for the Elder Tree's crown to seek out the secrets that lie within the Heart of Spring Chamber.
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Meanwhile, the elven commoners were mostly evacuated from the subterranean space below the southern parts of the tribe.
The last batch of couple hundred elves had at least made it onto the bridge. They were the slowest batch due to their movement impairments.
”The tribesmen have all made it onto the bridge. We should also pull back before the rats surround us, Third Elder.” The Sixth Elder said while manipulating the vines to slay the rats.
The Third Elder observed the surroundings and nodded, ”Alright.”
The other six Elders in the subterranean space also began making their retreat towards the bridge.
The flames from the fire ring were gradually dying out, allowing the rat tide began pouring inside the warded zone.
”What did the Supreme Elder say?” The Sixth Elder asked after regrouping with the other six Elders as they defended the foot of the bridge.
”Defend the bridge until the tribesmen are all safely evacuated. The Guardian Spirit will know when to pull back its roots.”
”Understood.”
The Sixth Elder and Third Elder nodded.
Together, the 8 Elders formed a defensive formation surrounding the foot of the bridge and defended the point from the incoming rats.
Leon could be seen squatting by the ground at another location while fanning the flames heating his pill cauldron within a cage of vines that prevented the rats from interrupting him.
The Supreme Elder dropped by and tossed a few rat carcasses inside from the top before the vine cage was sealed again.
”Say, why do you need the rat's blood again, young prince? I thought our plan was to collapse the passageways?” Supreme Elder Haldir asked.